Chapter 97

He meant to have Joe don on his lap.

Tang Qiaowan glanced at his legs, closed his eyes and sat on his legs.

When they sat down, their eyes were almost horizontal.

Long Yuchen black eyes lock her eyes, "start."

Tang Qiaowan looked at him awkwardly, and the attractive cherry lips slowly approached him.

As soon as she came near, the fragrance of her breath came. Long Yuchen only felt his lower abdomen tight, and a cluster of fire light was shining in his dark eyes.

Last night, he took several cold baths to keep the fire down. This morning, she picked him up again.

Tang Qiaowan's cherry lips almost kiss long Yuchen's beautiful face. The closer she gets to him, the more nervous she is. Her heart beats like a drum, and even her breathing is not smooth.

When the lip was about to stick to long Yuchen's face, she closed her eyes, but the next second, she realized that what she was kissing was not long Yuchen's face, but his thin, thin and sexy lips.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that her lips were clinging to his. Just as she was about to leave, long Yuchen's big hand clasped the back of her head and pressed her lips tightly on his.

"Go on." The sound of his bewitching sounded.

Don Qiao blushed at night, "I will not."

She was so ashamed that she didn't want to kiss his lips. She wanted to kiss his face. How could she kiss his lips?

Long Yuchen darkened his eyes and stared at her tightly. He bewitched her and said, "kiss me like I did last night."

Think of last night, Tang Qiao late and more shy.

"I don't want it."

"Yes, later, kiss me."

Long Yuchen's voice is more and more low and charming, especially when he calls in the evening, his voice is beautiful and can bewitch people.

Tang Qiaowan was so bewitched by him that he could hardly distinguish the southeast from the northwest.

She found that long Yuchen is a demon, a demon that can bewitch people.

She didn't know what she was inspired by. She imitated the way he kissed her last night and moved slowly.

As soon as she had an action, long Yuchen grabbed her.

Her slender hand was on long Yuchen's shoulder. Because of nervousness, she held his shirt tightly.

Tang Qiaowan's brain is blank, forgetting to think and resist.

I don't know how long I've been kissing. It's not until Tang Qiaowan is about to suffocate that long Yuchen stops.

Tang Qiaowan gasps lightly, the body is flabby and powerless lean in his bosom.

Long Yuchen with some hot eyes, staring at her face as red as peach blossom in March, said in a dumb voice: "breakfast first."

Then he took her to a chair and went out of the dining room.

Tang Qiaowan looked back at him and asked, "don't you have breakfast?"

"You eat first, I'll take a bath." Long Yuchen then walked out of the restaurant.

Hearing that he said he was going to take a bath, Tang Qiaowan was puzzled.

He's in the morning. What's the bath?

After putting away her doubts, her eyes fell on the table.

Seeing that the breakfast above is full of color, fragrance and fragrance, she has a smile on her lips. She can't help but wonder. He doesn't look like someone who can go into the kitchen. How can he cook?

She picked up the chopsticks and tasted them. She found that what long Yuchen made was better than what she made.

When she ate half of it with relish, long Yuchen came back.

After taking a cold bath, he changed into the casual home clothes he just heard, and put on the business silk shirt and slim business trousers.